Wendy soothes Almark's burnt skin with warm light.
"Stay still."
To the words, Almark nods with his eyes closed.
Right there, I feel Morgen's magic swell.
Shake it so you can play, shake it, and swell up again.
Over and over again.
Oh, Morgen's protecting us.
I just think so, Almark's chest got hot.
Thank you, Morgen.
You are a man I can really count on. [M]
"It's not just burns."
Wendy shrugged.
A broken shoulder bone with a decent dark arrow.
Wendy is surprised by Almark's mental strength when he often finds himself conscious.
"At the very least."
Almark says with his eyes closed.
"While Morgen is protecting me. If you move, that's fine."
"I don't listen to orders"
Bitter, Wendy concentrates on Almark's wounds.
Morgen is preventing Borapa from attacking me, but Wendy also felt it was all paper heavy, too.
You can't stay behind Morgen forever and focus on treatment.
Morgen wants to go help too.
Nevertheless, Almark's injuries are too serious.
If it moves, Almark simply says, but in a short time, it's even difficult to recover that much.
Wendy is about to be crushed by the seriousness of her role.
Still, we have to do it.
Because I'm the only one.
Wendy so excites herself.
I want to help Almark, too.
When I fight darkness, I want to be next to Almark.
On the way home from the concert, what was it for that you asked Almark to do that?
Isn't it for this time now?
From Wendy's forehead, the bead-like sweat fell zero.
The healing technique is not something that can be done as long as it involves magic.
Feel the magic flow in your opponent's body.
I carefully pour my own magic into it, as I respond to it.
Never let it interfere with the other's magic flow.
Be gentle and merciful.
The most delicate and quickest treatment you can give yourself according to the condition of the wound.
Wendy leans all nerves at it.
In stark contrast to that soft hand movement, Wendy's expression was desperate.
It was at least salvation that Almark was gently closing his eyes for me, in what would have been a severe pain.
Wendy forgot that Borapa existed.
I even forgot the existence of Morgen, who is putting his life at risk in front of us.
I just concentrated on the wounds there.
I'll definitely try to cure it.
Wendy thought that meant she was here now.
An unexpected explosion.
At that moment, Wendy was drawn back to reality.
I felt Morgen's magic swell and bounce like never before.
He manages to shelter Almark's body as he is about to be blown away by a blast.
In Wendy's eyes, who turned around, a figure of fallen Morgen jumped in.
With that magic we shook at the end, we found that it protected us from the blast.
"Morge......"
A stiff palm firmly grabs Wendy's shoulder as she screams.
Almark was up.
I'm weak.
Almark thought.
Awesome explosion.
Blast and roar.
Turns out Morgen protected himself with that magic.
Turns out Wendy sheltered herself with that luxurious body.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Wendy sitting down with a wounded down Morgen.
I'm weak.
Almark had no choice but to regret it.
But the two of you are here to support me.
That's because you trust me.
Such a pity for me.
Almark was standing unconsciously up.
"Morge......"
Grab Wendy's shoulder that nearly screamed.
"Thank you, Wendy"
To that word, Wendy looks back at Almark like she sees something incredible.
Beyond Morgen, I saw Borapa.
Mixed in scorching air, raw rotten odor.
"Will you let the wind blow?"
said Almark.
"A very cold breeze."
Wendy didn't ask why.
I stuck out my wand without saying anything.
Cold winds roll up.
It's like blowing across the northern meadows, a wind that cuts itself.
The cold appeared on the wound that could not heal.
But that awakened the spirit of Almark.
I can't believe you healed that wound so far in just that amount of time.
I feel the wind, marveling at Wendy's power.
North battlefield.
Death and adjacent routine.
The wind recalls the soul of the warrior to Almark's body, to his heart.
Morgen woke up fluffy and superior.
On its back, Almark speaks with a sense of universe.
"Thank you, Morgen"
From here on out, it's my job.
I don't know, Almark ran.
The enemy is just twenty steps from Morgen's position.
Morgen literally never took a step back in the face of Borapa.
Thank you, Morgen.
Thank you, Wendy.
I will now be a warrior to the north. [M]
Every step you take, throw away the sweetness of the south.
Thoughts, vision, become clear.
Position of twelve steps.
A black beast jumped from the opposite bush earlier.
It looked like Almark.
Slow.
Running through without slowing down for a moment.
At that very speed, Mordo's nails cut the sky.
The two mouths of Borapa move.
I won't let you talk anymore.
That chatty neck, slash two together.
Almark jumped toward its length.
Long sword, flash.
But at that moment.
My soul, it blew.
The goal is far away.
The sword dulls.
Damn it.
Almark ate up his teeth.
Don't blur.
Mobilize your magic to bind your soul to the flesh.
You stay right there.
Bolapa leans back heavily.
Just a flash of soul slightly deflected the orbit of the sword, which was supposed to drop two necks at the same time.
Borapa's neck is one, dancing in the universe.
Damn, it's one.
Almark twisted his body heavily the moment he landed.
Try to drop another neck with a knife to return.
A mold jumped from behind there.
Almark slits that neck without even looking behind him.
Aim for Borapa's other neck, again.
Stupid.
"Almark!
Wendy's voice.
Killer.
Almark flipped his body again.
It was magic from a completely unexpected direction.
Dark arrows.
Almark couldn't help but take it to his stomach.
"Grr."
Swallow the blood that's creeping up and I'll give you my eyes.
It was Borapa's neck I should have slashed earlier.
Borapa's neck, slashed off and dropped to the ground, looked at Almark with no expression.
Its mouth is making strange noises in the same way as before.
The voice of the neck remaining on the body of the bolapa becomes higher.
Almark twisted his body and threw the arrow of darkness from the body, jumping back and preventing the fiery snake from the neck of the ground with Mordo's body.
"Wendy!"
Almost at the same time Almark screams, Almark's body floats in the universe and is pulled back next to Wendy.
Wendy stood in front of it to protect Morgen, who was no longer able to move.
"It was unexpected"
Almark spits bright red on the ground.
"Even if I slaughtered him, he'd still talk."
"I'll prevent it."
Wendy sets up a cane, but the magic of Borapa's pursuit did not come.
Borapa blinded himself to the Almarks and slowly approached his one-cracked head, grabbing his hair and lifting it up.
And unconstitutionally, put that head on the section of the decapitated neck.
A strange sound, echoing from two mouths. It sounds distinctly different than just now.
"Connected."
Wendy squeaks.
Healing technique.
Borapa's neck was gradually connecting back to normal.
"Almark, tell me"
Wendy looked back at Almark.
Blue face.
Almark also found that Wendy's magic was close to its limit.
"How can I defeat you? I'll do anything. Tell me what to do."
Almark nods.
Exposed to the cold wind, the mercenary thought circuit was returning.
Don't lose sight of yourself on the battlefield. Check your hand carefully. There's got to be something.
Father's teachings.
Sure, we had that on our hands.
I thought now would be a good time for Borapa not to attack.
"I found a way to win. Wendy, your wind made my head clear."
"Eh."
"Give me the flying leg."
said Almark.
"Running faster than his magic"
Wendy looked at the bag she was carrying.
The cloth of flying feet is in it.
But Wendy shook her head.
"It's a cloth made for internship. At best, it only works to the extent that your legs are lighter. That's not fast enough."
"Yeah."
Almark nods.
"That's why I want you to call me directly. With your hands, on my feet."
Wendy opens her eyes.
"It's"
Why Wendy deliberately prepared the cloth.
That's because magic acting directly on the human body is dangerous.
I was purposefully putting magic into another tool and exercising my power from it, because it's not strange to magic my feet directly and if I misadjust my magic, my legs will burst or tear.
"You can only ask Wendy"
Almark does not hesitate to offer his feet in front of Wendy.
"It's all right. I'll run like an arrow if I let you do the magic."
Wendy looked at Almark with a bright blue face.
A moment of hesitation.
But I nodded.
Fighting next to Almark means.
This is what fighting darkness with your life is all about.
I made up my mind.
Borapa's neck is connected with a long hairline.
"There's no time."
said Almark.
"Please, Wendy."
"Leave it to me."
Wendy nodded.
"I'll make you run like a light."